Reap me the earth as a harvest to God, Gather and bring it again, All that is his, to the Maker of all; Lift it and offer it high:

Bring bread, bring wine, Give glory to the Lord; Whose is the earth but God's, Whose is the praise but his?

Go with your song and your music, with joy, Go to the altar of God; Carry your offerings, fruits of the earth, Work of your labouring hands:

Bring bread, bring wine, Give glory to the Lord; Whose is the earth but God's, Whose is the praise but his?

Gladness and pity and passion and pain, All that is ours and must die - Lay all before him, return him his gift, God, to whom all shall go home:

Bring bread, bring wine, Give glory to the Lord; Whose is the earth but God's, Whose is the praise but his? Peter Icarus